Chapter 562: Huge embarrassment

This time I started to move the car. The clutch was slow and the accelerator was fast. The car no longer turned off the engine and suffocated to death, but rushed out quickly. The accelerator was buzzing and the little QQ was driven by the high decibels roaring with arrows.

The car sales lady AhAh shouted, and in a hurry, he shouted: Release the accelerator and put on the brakes

I shouted several times in succession, and each time I shouted at the top of my lungs

My mind has long been blank. I only know that I can use my feet hard and use all my strength to step on it. No matter whether it is the accelerator, clutch, or brake, I don’t know which one I stepped on. Anyway, the car not only did not stop, but rushed forward faster.

In a panic, I vaguely heard the car sales lady shouting loudly, hurriedly raised her feet, and closed the car keys. Due to inertia, the car rushed forward for several meters before stopping with a sudden sound with a bang.

As the car stopped, I heard a louder scream of horror from behind, which was undoubtedly the horror of the car sales lady.

I looked up and looked forward, and I felt dizzy. It was over, it was ruined. The car was hitting the wall of the garage.

I reached out and rubbed my face. At this moment, my face and forehead were covered with sweat. I don’t know when I was sweating so much.

I lay on the steering wheel for more than half a minute before I recovered and got out of the car with difficulty.

The legs were not so obedient. It took a lot of effort to step on the ground.

At this time, the car sales lady ran up. She ignored me and went straight to the front of the car, squatted down and looked at it, covered her forehead with her hands, and kept saying: It was so dangerous, so dangerous...

At this time, I had some consciousness. I heard her keep saying it was so dangerous, thinking: What are the dangers?

It was obviously hit on the wall. Oh, it was really bad. I bought a new car and had not driven out of the garage yet, so I was scrapped. I was considered unlucky to get home.

The car sales lady stood up at this time, turned around and frowned and complained: Can you drive Ah?

You're almost scared me to death

I touched the sweat that kept oozing from my forehead, and said with embarrassment and apologetically: I'm sorry, I broke the car. I'm unlucky. It has nothing to do with you. It's all caused by me.

What crashed Ah? I almost hit it

What? You said it was a little bit short?

Yes, it's really dangerous, come and have a look

I hurriedly ran forward, bent down and looked down, and couldn't help but squat on the ground, holding my forehead with both hands like a car sales lady, and the sweat beads were even more dripping.

It turned out that the front of the car and the wall were only a few millimeters apart, but it was just a few millimeters away and it hit the wall.

I was very happy and secretly thanked that I had a ecstasy of having a great disaster that I would have good luck. I couldn't help but stand up and stamp my feet repeatedly, laughing

Why are you laughing? Will you drive? Aren’t you causing trouble for us?

I turned my head and saw that this was from the mouth of the car sales lady. She no longer had a sweet smile and looked at me coldly. She looked very angry, and even her chest was rising and falling.

At this moment, I didn't care about appreciating the two big steamed buns on her chest. I just smiled awkwardly and said repeatedly: Sorry!

Let me tell you the truth. I haven't driven much since I got my driver's license. What I just said to you are all nonsense, don't mind

She was still angry and said angrily: I don’t mind?

You said you have driven all kinds of high-end cars, and now you want to change them to new ones. If you want to buy a low-end car to drive, I thought your posture skills were really first-class. I didn’t expect you to know how to drive. What are you kidding?

Is there anyone who brags like this?

You said you just bought a car and before you even left the house, if you really hit the wall, the car would be scrapped. Do you think it is your responsibility or our responsibility?

I hurriedly said: It is my responsibility, it is my responsibility, it has nothing to do with you

You said it's nice. This car will be scrapped before it even goes out. Once we fight and bite you, will we still be open?

No, I won't fight with you

I've never seen a bragging person like you

Oh, this girl looks like spring breeze, sweet and lovely, but once she gets angry, why is she so ugly?

Every sentence and every word is extremely harsh and hard to accept

Oh, I have already admitted my mistake to you. You are still so resolute. Grandma, what do you want to do?

But when I think about it, I know that she is really angry. She is also afraid that something will happen. In the final analysis, it is my fault

The car sales lady gave me a blank look and stopped saying anything. Instead, she opened the car door and sat in the small QQ seat. She skillfully turned the car back, then turned the steering wheel, drove the Virgin Red QQ out of the garage and came to the large open space outside.